Trying to concentrate on what I’m reading about living fully right where I am, but my adult Attention Deficit Disorder kicks in. I stop reading and strain to identify the barely audible rhythm of a distant car alarm.
I turn back to the book but the drone of the dryer and my husband’s morning throat-clearing cough and grooming routine pull my attention away again. I squint my eyes and beg the Lord to help me hear his voice, fully, with rapt attention.
Why he called this distractible mind into an administrative position, I will never know in this life, other than perhaps that the hyper-focus on one thing can be an immense benefit to accomplishing a project. But the rest of me struggles to keep track of a plethora of small requests and some days are worse, with every diversion another brick in the wall of forgetfulness that bars me from the goal of being a detail-oriented professional who makes everyone happy.
Should I give thanks for this deficit? The book says it is through thanksgiving that my wholeness comes.
295. I am grateful that I see life in every diversion.
296. Thankful for a heart that desires joy and completion for others.
297. Thrilled for tasks that are diverse every day.
298. Pleased to meet others along the path
299. Stunned with the awareness that I can bring death or life to them through my words, Your words.
Lord, help me pay attention to you.
Let eucharisteo be my corrective replacement lens.
From 1000 Gifts: eucharisteo: an attitude of thanks. Life filling gratitude.